Thursday, December 20Good morning Ushuaia! Woke up to find our ship safely docked and back in civilization:
Timelapse of the sunrise docking, while we were all still asleep:
(Video credit Bruce Paterson)
After davening and breakfast, we had prepared to-go lunches and dinners for everyone - it would be a good 24 hours before most people got home, and we wanted people to have something other than airline food to eat.
This is really over...:
On dry land for the first time in 10 days, sefer torah on my back:
(Photo credit
@chff)
All our bags lined up, to be loaded onto a truck and taken to the airport:
(Photo credit
@chff)
Goodbye, RCGS Resolute:
There was a bus to take people to the airport, but as it was still a couple of hours before the flight, a couple of us decided to walk into town instead:
Signs proclaiming, to anyone who'd listen, Argentina's sovereignty over the Argentine Antarctica Territory and the Falklands (which they call Malvinas, and has been "since 1883, under the illegal occupation of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland"):
Kosher Freddo's in Ushuaia? Sign me up!
Stopped for some souvenir PARCHES:
And one last penguin sighting:
Back in the airport:
Off to Buenos Aires:
Our entire group was on this flight, and it was quite the sight to see every single first class seat filled with heimish Yidden. In fact the flight looked more like one to TLV than in the middle of Argentina.
Off we go:
Spectacular views as we climbed out over the Beagle Channel and the mountains of Patagonia:
Aerolineas Argentinas has a well-earned reputation for horribleness, and this flight did not disappoint. For the first time in my life, I did not see a single flight attendant throughout an entire flight. From take off to landing, there were none to be seen. I'm assuming (hoping?) that some were aboard, but I saw zero evidence to support that. No safety announcement, no cabin checks, and who is even thinking about any sort of in-flight service - even in F. The seat however, to be fair, was quite comfortable and perfectly fine for this short flight.
Wait, did I say short? Ha! As we are nearing Buenos Aires, the plane starts going in circles. Once, twice, three times.... over and over and over. No explanation, no word from the crew.
It didn't take long for people to start getting nervous. With this being the only flight out of Ushuaia that would get us home for Shabbos, we pretty much all had somewhat tight connections in BA. We were landing in AEP - the domestic airport - and needed to get to EZE for our international flights home. At the best of times, you need at least 4 hours for the entire shpeil - and here we needed to cross through the city during the evening rush. I personally had a 5.5 hour layover, and even I was getting antsy here.
After an interminable time of going literally in circles, we eventually continued north - until it was deja vu all over again. Not a word from the cockpit, no ETA, nothing:
Finally coming in to land - nearly an hour late:
Once safely on the ground with our baggage in hand, we were able to relax a bit - it looked like we'll all make our fights in the end. Not just that, but we even had time to stop for dinner along the way. We had our taxi drop us off at Glitter and wait for us. Dinner wasn't bad, but the food was nothing amazing IIRC.
Made it to the airport on time, had a surprisingly decent night's sleep in J on AA's 77W, and woke up to a humid Miami. A short uneventful final flight later, and I was back home, in plenty of time for Shabbos.
The End!...Or not. I'll still add a trip summary post, plus a segment covering the beginning of the trip and our two days in Buenos Aires.